It turns out that my week off coincided with parent/teacher conference week, so my little guy had a long weekend off with me. I took him up to our cottage to enjoy some fall festivities, similar to what I enjoyed as a kid. I did manage to stop by the Fox River up there. News flash that should surprise no one, it's blowed up. I only had two hours which really isn't enough time to try anything really new or play with presentations. I managed to squeak out a smally and a wally.
I lost about a 30" pike at my feet or this would have been a more eye-appealing report. I have that nagging feeling that some of it may have been due to angler error. I hate those.
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